painfully aware of defeats of the past
happiness not desitined to last
making my way through labyrinths of thought
lonliness drought
tired of the byproducts of pain
not wanting hurting people again
making enemies of friends
forever again
holding back holding still
In a state not honest not real
unatural in this heaven on earth
aghast by my own thought
~
still craving that feeling
of solitude twine
in some part of this
novel yet awful design
and with evenings dawning
life's ebb to an end
we will be togather
togather my friend
so leave myself open
to moments of rain
just try to remember
forever again